What Famous Work Of Art Are You?

What Famous Work Of Art Are You?

You got:
The Mona Lisa

You’re mysterious, sometimes to a frustrating degree, and people around you would do anything to figure out your secrets. They might even come from thousands of miles away just to get a glimpse from you (but you always turn out to be way smaller than anyone expects). Where the hell are your eyebrows, is the real question.

You got:
The Scream

Omg CALM DOWN, STOP FREAKING OUT, everything is seriously honest-to-god going to be okay, there are easy solutions to all your problems, just RELAX. Jesus.

You got:
The Kiss

You’re a true romantic. All you want is to cuddle up with your boo (whether the boo in question is a human or Netflix), maybe order some takeout and pass out smiling in front your laptop’s seductive glow.

You got:
The Sistine Chapel, by Michelangelo

You’re an epic, sprawling masterpiece who knows about everyone and everything. People always come to you for information and advice, because you contain multitudes.
(Of dicks.)

You got:
Convergence, by Jackson Pollock

You’re all over the place — one minute you’re up, the next you’re down, and you leave a glorious mess in your wake. People try to copy you, but they can’t hold a candle to your zest.

You got:
Grey Line with Black, Blue, and Yellow, by Georgia O’Keeffe

You’re deeply in touch with your feminine side (like, SO DEEPLY) and not afraid to show it. You’re able to find beauty and power in even the smallest things. You’re also most likely excellent in bed.

You got:
Starry Night, by Vincent van Gogh

You’re a swirling mass of EMOTIONS. You feel everything, from the world’s deep injustice to its great beauty, way more strongly than everyone around, but don’t worry — one day you’ll be recognized for the brilliant mind that you are.

You got:
The Treachery of Images, by René Magritte

“Whooooa,” you say, passing the enormous blunt to the person sitting next to you. “It’s like, META. Like, what we think is real isn’t really REAL, you know?” Your friends nod gravely through a cloud of smoke.

You got:
The Fountain, by Marcel Duchamp

You’re either mind-blowingly lazy or the greatest genius the world has even known. Either way, the fact that nobody can figure you out gives you a considerable amount of power. Wield it well.